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Click hereAnother year starts midnight My resolution? Your right To choose to use me as you wish To push ever further and deeper To stab my heart and plunder my soul That's my goal.
Eight thousand, seven hundred and sixty More hours. To be spent under your power My annual gift is all I have Use them, discard them, do as you will I offer them willingly as best I can As your also-ran.
I am proud to wear your mark My flesh shaved, my groin shamed Manhood caged and tamed A waste to shed my seed Uncontrolled. I need Your harsh rule.
Another Year is here. It holds no fear, unseen. You will rule me, guide me Own me, love me. I ask no more. Please never leave. So welcome 2016. Your husband, Steve.
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9.
Beth folded the piece of paper and placed it in her bedside drawer.
She stared at the lit screen of her i-pad, next to the framed photos of Carl and John.
"Yes," She whispered to herself, "welcome 2016."
Sometimes things get complicated. The unseen of the next year holds no fear for us because we never know what's just around the corner. The Lottery Win or the Terrorist Bomb? We wake up in the morning with no idea whether, or how, our world is about to change.
But what if we've glimpsed the future?
Then we'd be right to be excited? Yes?
Or fearful?
Beth clicked off her i-pad.
She decided that should be a story for another day.
You're a wonderful storyteller.
This read like the real deal.
I'm glad she isn't into pain.
Chastity via a cage is kinky.
Denial is powerful, he doesn't have to be caged to enjoy this.
Power & control, mixed with humiliation, along with love, that's the special recipe.
This is a great story, well written and plausible and I love the way she treats her husband as a real employee and driver. It seems almost like three or four stories in one with the changes in narration style and perspective — and for me the opening section was the most powerful. I do plan to read it again though, especially the later stages which I flicked through a bit due to their length. BB
I have married into a vanilla sex relationship. I always wanted more, but I was too nice to force the issue. Then the relationship petered out to nothing. I feel sad about Steve, yet I would love to have experienced his life. Even now it would be good.
I love fucked up sex and have been a cuck for years and before that a bull, for want of better terms..... but if a person acts mad at some point they become mad, being cruel as part of a game can easily morph into ... you are just cruel. Yes abused people come to love the hostage taker....... they have been in a cellar for five years and seen no one else ..... you are still a hostage taker! Think the line has been crossed.
Each to his own, but the description at the end of Steve's disappointment when she told him to get the door for the two guys tells it all.
She doesn't really love him, he wants sex with her, heck he'd even love to just cuddle on a special night. But no.
Love is sharing.
She doesn't, even if he's into it, he obviously feels bad. She should have clued in.
Selfish bitch.